I stated before in an earlier call to arms that for every post that was someone else's work, I would match that post with five of my own. I am bringing the number up to twenty.
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Hands alighting on a drop of water
Ashes whipped up by the sand and the rain
Craving the emptiness only for wonder
Reaching something, sustenance a curse
Swallowing what is left inside my hollow
Bringing up meals to please only God
Are not the shallow men looking for starving birds
Bones shatter skin in their effort to stretch in taught
Floating in clouds of gold and silver light
Rock hard remembrances of bounties now past
Choosing to die such a slow death of loving me
Suddenly seeing one flitting away 'fore my eyes
Chasing it, following red and blue strips of paints
Seeing it flicker, a dark, sudden gasp
Reeling over to clutch fatal emptiness
A shooting pain cloaks the basket
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